aircannonsinc Chapter 228 Disrespecting the Immortal Master
Chapter 228 Disrespecting the Immortal Master
"Disrespect the Immortal Master!"
Under everyone's expectation, Xiao still said this classic words. Although the other party is the God of Wind, the god who rules a country, he has the Emperor and his elder brother behind him.
Xiao can naturally tell what is more important than what is less important.
Paimon was the first to applaud, and his applause was filled with extremely warm cheers, as well as the joy of revenge and a gratifying smile.
Mo Ran also smiled and said, "An immortal should have the aura of an immortal. The actions of the Great Sage who conquers demons have enhanced the prestige of our country and revitalized the Liyue Empire. He is truly a man who was given a great mission by heaven!"
"I am using tea instead of wine today to toast the immortal, Liyue!"
Mo Ran held the teacup in both hands, toasted to the handsome young man, drank the whole cup, and then said: "I drank a lot, so it's okay for you to drink a little. This is a favor you give me!"
"Sir, you have made great contributions to the development of Liyue Harbor. I toast you with this cup of tea on behalf of all the Yaksha soldiers!" Xiao also drank the whole cup. Although the tea tasted bitter, he felt sweet in his heart.
Zhongli smiled faintly and wanted to get up, but then he thought better of it. After all, coming up with a set of words was a small matter, but preventing the child from getting tired was the most important thing.
Mo Ran's actions just now have already diverted their attention. If he moves again, wouldn't it be adding unnecessary details? Thinking of this, Zhongli stopped moving.
Paimon folded his arms and suddenly asked, "By the way, Xiao, how did you get to know the singing girl? No, you know Wen... um, Wendy?"
"The end of the year is approaching, and the closer it gets to the Lantern Festival, the more evil spirits become restless. On the eve of the festival, I was slaying evil spirits in the Dihua Island area, and I happened to meet this person..." Xiao looked at him, waiting for his own explanation.
Wendy pretended to be surprised and said, "You forgot it in less than a day? I am a bard! Just like Paimon said, I sing in Dihua Island."
Ying squinted her eyes and pouted, "You must be a wandering poet who ran to Liyue because he couldn't make it in Mondstadt!"
Even though Sora felt like laughing, he still stopped his sister. After all, it wasn't nice to criticize others for no reason.
"Yes, that's what happened." Xiao's words became shorter and shorter.
Zhongli stroked his chin, looked at Wendy, and said, "I see. My name is Zhongli, and I am currently working at the Wangsheng Hall."
"Oh, I'm his boss. If you have any dissatisfaction with the guest official's work attitude, you can tell me!" Hu Tao said with a smile.
"Thank you for your concern, Hall Master." Zhongli nodded.
Wendy said "Oh" and continued to compliment, "Yeah, no wonder, only a smart and reliable boss like this can recruit subordinates who look so capable!"
Hu Tao smiled and said, "He is really good at talking. This guest official of mine is really amazing. He knows everything about astronomy and geography, and everything about the past and present."
"Sometimes when I look at the mature way he talks, I even suspect that he is some kind of immortal who is paying a private visit in disguise!"
Mo Ran closed his eyes and smiled. He secretly sighed at Hu Tao's half-joking, half-guessing approach to verifying the true behavior of immortals. It was very smart.
"What are you laughing at, Mr. Mo Ran? Could it be that you know some inside information that this hall master doesn't know?" Hu Tao's figure flashed, and he stood up from the chair and asked.
Mo Ran said nothing, but just shook his head slightly, indicating that he was not an immortal and could do nothing to help.
Hu Tao supported her chin with one hand and guessed, "Sir, you reminded me that you know a lot about science, ancient history, and miscellaneous things. Your view on the world is also very interesting."
"Could it be that you two came down the mountain together?" Hu Tao's figure disappeared again, and suddenly appeared beside Xiao, and asked: "Hey, Great Sage, you are the immortal, then tell me, is this possible?"
"I..." Xiao hesitated for a moment and said, "I'm sorry, I'm only good at subduing demons. I'm not very knowledgeable and have never heard of it."
Paimeng suddenly realized and said, "Hey, is that so? But Xiao, I think you are very cultured and know a lot!"
Kong sighed helplessly and flicked his companion's neck hard with his fingers. Ying also took the opportunity to pinch the flesh on Paimon's leg.
Under the double blow, Paimon immediately gasped for several breaths, and then he barely recovered and explained: "Ahem, I'm fine, I just choked myself."
"Let's get back to what happened just now. Xiao, he's just a warrior and he doesn't go into the city very often, so it's normal that he doesn't understand these things!"
Hearing this, Xiao heaved a sigh of relief, but the Federation's Wind God was unwilling to stop there. He let out a long sigh and said, "Is that so? I have heard of Mr. Zhongli's name."
"But I heard from the taverns that the handsome young man did not drink in the best tavern in Mondstadt, but instead ordered a cup of hot tea with a difficult name."
Zhongli let out a long sigh. It seemed that he would not be able to give up easily today. If that was the case, then as the Rock King, there was naturally no reason for him to retreat.
He immediately said: "Now that you mention it, I also remember that there was a poet in that tavern who was lying on the counter, begging for wine."
"According to rumors, he has elegant manners, is easy-going, and his works are lively and vivid. It is not an exaggeration to call him the best bard in Mondstadt, but..."
Wendy probably knew what was coming next, so she interrupted him, "Oh, I'm embarrassed to say that. In fact, Mond's poetry system is just like that, and the overall level of creation is limited. For example, I heard a poem a few days ago: The old house is renovated, welcoming the spring breeze, blowing away old memories."
"The idea is indeed there, but the wording is too common to be considered an article."
"Sir Wendy is right." Mo Ran put his hands together and continued, "Don't mention the flowery words and the abuse of literary language. This is not even a poem. It should be a four-character poem in the ancient style of Liyue poetry."
Hu Tao nodded deeply and said, "Indeed, the writing is a little off. If I were to write it, I would probably write: An old melon on the vine, but it blooms on the top."
"Oh, what a great poem! Unique conception, and easy to recite!" Wendy praised.
"I was right. This young man has good taste! Handshake!" Hu Tao stretched out his smooth palm.
"Handshake, handshake!" Wendy half-shakes the hall master's hand, then pulls it back without much hesitation.
Zhongli let out a long sigh, not wanting to read the poem which was so distorted that he had no idea how to whitewash it. Seeing the Emperor like this, Xiao also remained silent.
Xiangling looked at her friend beside her and whispered, "Hey, Xingqiu, please pick a few books for me to read later. Choose the ones you think are well-written. I don't know if my literary level is not up to standard, so I can't tell whether they are good or bad."
Chongyun said awkwardly: "I think it may not be your problem."
Xingqiu chuckled and said, "Chongyun is right, it's not your fault."
"Plain language plus doggerel, one is plain as water, the other is catchy, and others can't tell whether the poem is good or bad. I can only say that you are worthy of being Hall Master Hu!" Mo Ran sat upright, glanced at Xing Qiu who had the same feeling, and they smiled at each other.
Sora grinned and said, "Paimon, study hard so you can use your nicknames in the future."
"That makes sense!" Paimon nodded.
Ying rolled her eyes helplessly, and angrily said in her heart: "These useless poems should all disappear! Give me back my serious poems!"
After satisfying her urge to recite poetry, Hu Tao returned to her seat.
Wendy sat down again and looked at the idle people around her, her eyes full of complaints, and said faintly: "Come to think of it, I saw you guys entering Xinyue Pavilion one after another, but no one noticed me standing by."
"Should I say that I hid it too well, or that some people ignored the news?"
Zhongli smiled and said, "Every time the Lantern Festival comes, Liyue Harbor is bustling with people, busy admiring the lanterns, shopping, and when they are in the mood, they will inevitably go out on an impromptu trip. No one can predict what others will do."
“The celebration is going well. It is a wonderful thing to celebrate the gathering of old and new friends. It is a pleasure to be able to gather with you all here at the beginning of the new year.”
"In this situation, please allow me to follow Mr. Mo Ran's example and offer you a glass of tea instead of wine."
Zhongli stood up, took the teacup and drank it all in one gulp.
Wendy said at the right time: "Mr. Zhongli's words are from the heart, and they are what I wanted to say. I feel a little embarrassed to say this. I am an uninvited guest who suddenly barged into the party and caused trouble for you."
"In Mondstadt, we usually drink wine at times like this. But since Mr. Zhongli has replaced wine with tea, I can't change it without permission. I'll also offer everyone a cup of tea. Thank you for the hospitality!"
Wendy also stood up, picked up a cup of tea, and drank it all in one gulp. However, because she didn't drink tea often, the sweet and slightly bitter aftertaste made her frown slightly.
Hu Tao put his hands on her slender waist and said, "You're welcome! This hall master is hosting, everyone should eat and drink well, and celebrate the New Year! The reason why there is only tea is because we consider that everyone may have activities after the meal."
Xiao looked at his eldest brother in black with a look of help, because he didn't know what to do when the two gods suddenly acted like this.
Mo Ran gave him a reassuring look, and sure enough, the two travelers then suggested going out for some fresh air together and brought Xiao out of this atmosphere.
With Paimeng's words "Be sure to come back", the three of them had already walked a long way away. Mo Ran also followed them out after saying goodbye.
We walked all the way to the open-air flower-viewing platform, which was built later as part of the store's expansion. Apart from being quiet and somewhat ornamental, it was completely useless.
At this moment, there were no other living beings in the flower-viewing platform except the three people who had just arrived.
Xiao was looking at the starry sky and said with emotion: "The God of Wind is free-spirited by nature, and his temper is as free as his piano music. It is easy for such a god to get along well with humans."
"And Brother Mo Ran, in my opinion, he is a nearly perfect person. He can do his best in everything. There are many people in Liyue Harbor who admire him. Even children who find it difficult to understand him can communicate well with him."
“This is probably something I will never be able to do!”
Kong patted his shoulder and comforted him, "There's no need to imitate them, Xiao, just be yourself."
"Yeah, that does sound like something you would say. It's okay, I know my situation well." Xiao said in a low voice.
A strong and powerful hand covered Xiao's head. The warmth made him lose consciousness for a moment, but after he came to his senses, he quickly took the hand away and turned around to call out, "Brother Mo Ran, when...when did you come?"
"Oh my, where is the lofty sentiment just now? Aren't you still chanting something? Why is it still the same as before!" Mo Ran smiled gently: "When did you come? When Xiao was talking about the Wind God."
"This... is just a feeling in my heart." Xiao's cheeks turned red. After all, it was too embarrassing to be heard by others that you admired someone so much, especially when you said it in front of that person without the person knowing.
Mo Ran smiled softly and said, "Don't be shy, don't be shy. Isn't this what Mi Nu always says, that we should be content with what we have and enjoy surprises?"
"But shouldn't the compensation refer to the clothes he designed for the people around him?"
"See the big picture from the small details!"
Ying listened carefully, glanced at her brother imperceptibly, and decided to make good use of it next time.